Lyrics:
wait to see you again
(Hey!) 1, 2, follow you
3, 4, I love you more
5, 6, 7th Heaven, yeah, you're the one I know I adore
Everyday I Need You here
Shine
a glock
Like i'm the 7th path of pain i'm here to bleed the block
And you gone be dead when they get here you don't need the cops
Yung boy moving quiet but
Growing up, I was always seen as the ugly girl
Nobody really adored me, I had nobody to hold
Fell in love in 7th grade with a guy named Alek
Then had
multi platinum, multi diamond nigga from the south
Everyday after high school walked a couple ah miles to the church on 7th
Taught myself music
Cuz
needed me a break like God resting on the 7th day
Yeah
And they don't wanna see me elevate
Descended from the heavens and landed on 27th May
Yeah, hate
give me a second
Now I’m boutta send ‘em to Heaven
I dust the page up on the 7th
Turn your whole teams head in, ya leaden
And fuck nah – Turn it up to 11
tide
Voices from the grave on shore were heard
Sacrificial rites damnation impurity
Whispered by the wind of the sun
All mighty 7th lord
got workin is play in the back
Go back to crack
Go back to sprayin the gat
Cause your bullshit rap dont stay on the rack
7th Heaven gonna have
when I was young though
This thing I won't keep running from so:
I got molested by my 7th grade teacher, Mrs.
That ain't right
I tell 'em (I'm
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
He
mixed jazz blues and pops
And the salsa fusion, he's lady's shoe producin'
Plus he teamed with rob Thomas for a music revolution
On the 7th day, it was
to get paid
Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the 7th grade
Our team played, and had physical sex with minimum wage
It was just like a piece
walking down a lonely street
New York City's cold, there is no one to meet
And at the corner of 57th and 7th Avenue
I hear someone sing and I know it's
cities but I'mma S.A. fool
7th Graders shouldn't bring the scraps to school
So when you say you only listen to the real M.C.'s
Let me spell it out for
P.S. 92, 7th and 8th
Asked you for dough and you said "no" dead in my face
But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'
All my
without it simulate
Saw my name in lights inside a dream and copping real estate
Had to be a vision when I saw that shit in 7th grade
Ever since that day
crept into Heaven, God overslept on the 7th
The New World Order was born on September 11
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
And just so Conservatives don't take it
she thought I meant cola
P-P-P-Pull up on ya block, lookin' like I got a weapon
All my dogs in fucking heaven like I'm Jesus in the 7th
I know
out it was too late
Word got around he out of town, moving weight
When he touched down, have a meet me on 7th
Shots rang off but all G's go to heaven
stoned
Yeah, 911 heaven
Seven figure nigga, laced out with 7/11
Tonight she ain't yours
She off the 7th Heaven (Let's go)
Blowbama P, she call me
like 7th heaven
When I pour that mud it's thick I need a cup from 7 eleven (Yeah)
Damn these hoes is choosing
Find a room to snooze in
When I pull up
you
Heavens
Did it hurt when you fell?
Did it hurt
Some take me too seriously
Some take me too seriously
Her love is like a 7th dimensional frequency
spray
Play w us and we pull up to where you lay
I was passing them notes back in 7th grade
Now I can't get these bitches to go away
So if I call her up
Roll all haters, out my zone when it's goin' down/ Ride with the 7th Sign/ Violate, we gone clown/ Four pounds be safe in the streets of the showdown/
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